Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 56

EP.56 What are you again…? (1)

What are you…? (1)

Three more days have passed since we started walking together.

The mountain road was particularly steep and narrow, so we had to walk because we couldn’t take a wagon.

“…Grandpa is gone.”

Wi Seol-ah, who was walking quietly beside her, said quietly.

In the arms of Wiseol-ah, there was a box containing the treasures of the volcano.

Shin Noya appeared at the words of Wi Seol-ah, who seemed upset.

[It’s amazing, I don’t even feel it.]

After it was attached to me, Wiseol-ah didn’t seem to be able to see it, but before I absorbed the monster’s energy, he said that he often talked to Wiseol-ah.

Wi Seol-ah has excellent senses without knowing it.

Even when looking for remarks, it shows a unique appearance in strange parts.

Is this also a talent?

[Your hair is very beautiful, and if you’re young enough, it’s worth aiming for the best in the world in the future.

]

Certainly, it would be enough to think of Wiseol-ah when he was all grown up.

Now, there are still a lot of signs of being young. Not even breasts fell out.

‘I’ve been feeding Yakgwa and I don’t think I’ll give up.’

Of course, from my point of view, he seemed to have gained weight much better than before.

It’s good to have fun too.

“The valley will appear in a little while.”

These were the words of Shin Hyun, who was walking ahead.

Thanks to the guide of the volcanic wave, the trip was a little easier.

It was so much easier to find the way.

After walking for about an hour to Sinhyeon, like a horse, a valley appeared.

Night would come again in a little while, so we stopped and prepared for camping.

“Small narrow.”

While I was eating dumplings with Wi Seol-ah and watching the river, Yeong-pung approached me.

“yes.”

It’s a fact I learned in the past few days, but Geomryong was a talkative person.

If you look at it a little differently, it felt like a lot of words.

Oh… you don’t like it?

What Yeongpoong said to me was much more unexpected than I thought.

“Would you like to have a meal together when we go to Shaanxi?”

“Suddenly?”

“I’m glad to see you since I’ve rarely seen Jisoo of my peers.”

What is your intention?

Looking at his face, I don’t feel his intentions….

The kinder he was, the more people with bad stomachs, so it wasn’t easily accepted.

“I don’t know if you’ll like it, but it’s the best dumpling restaurant in Shaanxi.”

“Let’s go together later.”

You are a good person.

[…Crazy guy.]

“But you haven’t seen other reviews?”

“I’ve seen it a few times…but I didn’t talk too much. It feels like everyone has their own area.”

Speaking of the late Jisoo that Yeongpoong saw, it must be Oryongsambong.

Those who have been united by their talents from birth will have a strong line.

[You can feel the laziness of someone who doesn’t have something.]

‘Can’t you please be quiet?’

[From my point of view, you also seem to have reached a level that people your age can’t have, so why don’t you like it so much?] As

Shin Noya said, if you look at things related to recurrence and chance, you can see it enough.

‘Seeing that there is no response to the idea of regression, is this not reading?’

The world quickly recognizes self-swearing, but I didn’t say much in this part.

It was fortunate.

I didn’t want to talk about this part.

As I was organizing my thoughts, Yeongpoong spoke again.

“Since you are also the family of the accident…”

Youngpoong’s words reminded me of something I’ve been curious about since the last time.

Why does Yeongpoong call his younger brother an accident?

Aren’t they the same three generation disciples? Since we were having a conversation right now, it was a good situation to ask.

“Youngpoong Dojang….”

“Can I ask you something, since we became close friends?”

I tried hard to get it out, but it was buried by Youngpoong’s words.

But are you friendly?

I guess we’re not that friendly?

Youngpoong’s affinity for stealthily approaching him was surprisingly fast.

Of course, I feel like I want to keep a little distance from my point of view.

“…What kind of favor are you asking me out of the blue?”

“No, it’s nothing…”

Was he scratching the back of his head so shyly to ask for something?

With a handsome guy like that, I felt very bad because it suited him strangely.

After a moment of hesitation, Youngpoong spoke up.

It’s as if he was really shy and mustered up the courage.

“…Do you want to dance with me?”

“no?”

I spat out the habitual answer first to the words that jumped out.

And later, an absurd feeling comes over me.

Isn’t it a request that is too violent for someone who approached me in a friendly way to have a meal together?

The problem was Youngpoong’s reaction afterwards.

“yes? why?”

‘Why Yorani is this baby ….’

It’s a naive look that I don’t know why.

that was even worse

“What are you suddenly asking to do?”

“Originally, I heard that you have to hit and run to get close, isn’t it?”

“…Who said such crazy things?”

“Our chieftain.”

“…..”

[Keuhmm… Kheheh!]

Youngpoong’s shocking remark caused Shinnoya to have a seizure.

Said such an eccentric statement, not by anyone else, but by the master of Hwasan? Is that right…?

Is that a real scam?

[…keuhm, isn’t there something wrong with that?]

‘No matter how you look at it, it seems wrong.’

Noya tried to embrace him, but no matter how he looked at it, it wasn’t.

How much more so in the Doga, such a combative friendly method… It’s not even a bandit.

[A living bandit! Where is a gate that is as classy and proud as a volcano?]

‘Don’t raise your voice…’

I was more afraid of Young-pung, who looked at me with clear eyes, as if asking what was wrong.

It was clear that this bastard was with Pengwoojin.

“Then we’re not going to dance…?”

“…why do you talk like you’re so upset?”

Please drain the water from your voice when you say nice things.

It gave me goosebumps when the boy said that.

“Can’t we do it with the other disciples?”

Youngpoong is not the only one of the three greatest disciples in Hwasan.

The number of writers will be enormous as it is a symbol of the old file room.

Youngpoong smiles bitterly at my words.

“The other disciples don’t enjoy dancing with me very much.”

“ah.”

It was not difficult to understand the meaning from the shadowy face and meaningful words.

Horrible talent is essentially the same as fear to an ordinary soldier.

Especially in an era where stars are pouring like now.

Sword Dragon.

Considering the name he has, it must be a difficult ordeal for the disciples of Hwasan living in the same era.

If it wasn’t for Goo Hee-bi right away, he would have taken the most late index.

I could tell just by looking at it.

It was to the point where I was sorry to compare it with the brain dragon.

The youngest plum inspector in Hwasan.

He was a genius swordsman who blossomed plum blossoms at a very young age, which he said could barely be bloomed until he was fully grown.

It must be the biggest wall or burden for the three generations of students of a similar age who are trained together.

He must be wondering whether to put a bet on the sword or not, but the other guy made plum blossoms.

‘The problem is that it’s a distance that will never be narrowed down over time.’

It’s something you can tell just by looking at it from the side, but he even dances with Young Poong?

This meant that he had to step up on his own feet on the path of qualifications and mind that he should not have as a martial artist.

Could I have endured it if I were in their shoes?

If I think about my previous life where I was hit by my sisters, that would be it, but honestly, wouldn’t it have been more difficult if I had been in the Munpa’s position?

“Apart from that reason, why are you recommending me to dance?”

“I thought it would be okay if it was small.”

At Yeongpoong’s words, I made a confused face.

You feel confident and confident in your skills and talents.

The desire for the sword was also felt.

The reason why he asked me for a sword dance is that he thought he was on the same line as himself when he decided on his realm.

[The child’s eyes are good.]

It will be so in my eyes, and it will be so in the eyes of Shin Noya, who can contemplate my body objectively.

Still, it’s raining.

Shinnoya spoke to me as if he had read my reluctance to do so.

[Why don’t you do it?]

‘You say it’s someone else’s business easily.’

[There is no reason to hesitate.]

Shin Noya was right.

If it was a light dance, there was no need to keep a distance anymore.

Because it’s simply raining.

There was no such thing as fear of defeat.

I’ve suffered too many defeats for my emotions to fluctuate with something like that.

only.

really just

I didn’t want to mix hands with those of the volcano.

That was all.

[What are you feeling so guilty about?]

‘…Don’t read it carelessly.’

“A small agreement?”

Youngpoong calls me with a puzzled expression. I hesitated to answer.

Now, no one will ever know.

Because it was all I needed to know.

The problem was that I simply couldn’t see it.

Since I’m so blank, Shinnoya says.

[I don’t know what you’re so sorry about the volcano, but if you’re really sorry, don’t you just listen.]

“…Um.”

[It’s good if you come to me as an unmanned soldier, why are you hesitating

?

It was quite rough and of low quality to be said to be the words of a swordsman left in history.

There was nothing wrong.

Eventually, he calmly stood up and spoke to Youngpoong.

“…Let’s do it.”

Maybe I can hang out with you sometimes.

“Oh oh!”

“Bocchan… are you fighting?”

It was Wiseol-ah who only ate dumplings while watching me.

I gently stroked Wiseol-ah’s head, looking at her with worried eyes that were wet.

“We don’t fight, they say this is how we become friends.”

[So then!]

Of course, the standard is the standard of the volcanic wave… but

Wiseol-ah, who was entrusting her head to my touch, speaks in a pleasant voice.

“Win and come!”

“…I’ll try.”

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I found an appropriately flat land for the rain.

In the meantime, Yeongpung went to Shinhyeon to make a report.

Upon returning, Youngpoong had a large hump on his head.

Shinhyun, who appeared with me, took a slight bow to me.

“I’m sorry… our quality is immature yet.”

“it’s okay. Isn’t it just raining?”

In fact, it was the first ‘normal’ dance that I did after returning.

Since he was involved with crazy people, wouldn’t it be a little ambiguous to call it a non-mu?

Aside from Mu-yeon and Shin-hyeon’s arrival to check on Bimu, the literati of the Hwasan faction also flocked to us.

“What? What are you doing?”

“I heard that Youngpoong Sajil is doing a dance with Sohyeop from the Guga side.”

“…to this situation? He must be a real madman.”

“When I come back, I’ll tie up my arms and legs so I won’t be fooled next time.”

“Close your mouth so you can’t even breathe.”

“Then won’t I die?”

“If I die, there must be a way to save me.”

…I think I’m overhearing some scary conversation.

“Is that okay?”

I asked Youngpoong about the bloody story, but Youngpoong didn’t seem to have any thoughts.

“it’s okay. I had a knack for running away.”

Oh, I was just in a state of resignation.

Somehow the number of onlookers bothered me, but I tried to stay calm.

He took the wooden sword given to him by Youngpoong and took a stance.

[Oh, it seems like a half. He is well trained.]

For a swordsman, his posture is the most common indicator of how long he has trained and how much basic skills he has accumulated.

Youngpoong was already on the verge of completion in that respect.

It was a part that showed that not only talent but also hard work did not stop.

“Huh…”

I also exhaled slowly and wrapped around the bet. The red haze that gradually applied to the body was impressive.

It must be because of Shin Noya that the light color came back again.

Youngpoong’s eyes catch a glimpse.

At the same time, something shook at the tip of the wooden sword.

It looks very small and fragile, but it was definitely a plum blossom.

‘Aren’t you going to take it lightly?’

I didn’t even think about going to the beginning and took out the plums right away.

I laughed out loud at the fact that he seemed more sincere than I thought.

I’m going to curse you if you talk about it, but this.

“start.”

When I thought the preparations were almost over, Shinhyun spoke softly.

Yeongpoong immediately swung his sword.

I also made a leap by collecting bets on my toes.

Apart from the time to gather the senses, the victory was fleeting.

Quaang!

Dust blew around with a roar that echoed through the forest.

“Oops!”

With a strange scream, the young wind flies away.

On the flat ground, I had no choice but to stop moving with a puzzled look on my face.

this wasn’t what i did

I couldn’t even get close to Yeongpoong.

But suddenly, the young wind flew away.

‘…A raid?’

I didn’t even feel like living in the first place.

I can’t see in the thick dust, but I can feel someone’s presence in the place where Youngpoong was standing.

“uh…?”

I felt a presence and there was a burning sound.

It was a familiar sign.

“what…?”

It was a sign that shouldn’t be here.

Why do I feel the presence of a human who should be wielding a sword in Anhui?

The dust blows away with the wind.

“…ah.”

The owner of the presence spoke briefly.

The young wind blew away and she stood in the empty seat.

His uniform and messed up hair, as if he had been through a war, caught his eye.

Even in the barren and dirty situation, her white skin and beautiful appearance that did not lose her dignity were still the same.

Before long, she seemed to have found me, and her blue eyes turned to me.

He faces me and smiles.

very brightly

“I found it…”

A soft voice pierced my ears.

I expected it to be a welcome, but it was a presence that couldn’t be.

“I just found it.”

It was none other than Namgoongbia who was laughing while saying that.